Maybe Maybe
11-24-2015, 05:54 PM
Walk | Talk | Think The slim chances of finding the other wolves who had made up Threar did not prevent Miksa from exploring the territory. He was doubtful, yes, knew it what he tried to do was likely futile, but that slim chance was enough to keep him there, to prevent him from giving up too soon. Just one check, he told himself, and then I'll go. Regardless of who or what I find. So long as he looked, he knew he could rest easy knowing he had tried. So long as he did this, he hoped, his conscience would be clear. Because of his underlying pessimism, it came as a surprise to him when he heard a faltering voice speak out from the trees, in a voice that was familiar and called him by name. His ears were already perked, and immediately he froze in place, turning his head to swiftly scan the forest around him. Where was she? Where-? His bright yellow eyes alighted on the pale figure of his ex-alpha's daughter, so surprised to see her that for a second he could not react let alone speak. It was her. It was her! He had found someone! An unexpected happiness welled within his chest, soothing the loneliness that he had been living with since Threar's disbandment, he spoke her name on a breath of relief. "Varda?" The edges of his lips curved very slightly, threatening to draw his features into a smile, though the sudden realization that here stood a member of the Destruction family, alone and unaccounted for, turned happiness into sympathetic concern. How long had she been here? Had she really been left behind? |
